They spread their legs to piss and screamed when he turn the cold water hose on them. Piss gushed from each of them as he washed it down the drain. He...sprayed the cold water up and down the front of them. He focused the hard spray on Traci's pussy making her close her legs to avoid the hard cold spray on her clit. Water spray or cattle prod slut. Your choice. She quickly spread her legs. Use your hands open that dirty dog fucking cunt slut. He ordered. She did as told and he sprayed her clit. We'd been friends forever before we discovered that our attraction was much more than merely platonic."Do you want to be a poet?"I looked up from my latest magnum opus to see the speaker. Penny moved behind me and began reading over my shoulder. Hurriedly I covered the poem that I'd been working on. Too late."Do you want to be my string? You could be anything. Do you want to be the lover of another? Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon." Penny intoned the lines. "Very profound. I felt my erection swelling in her tightness, or perhaps Mom massaging. Her hand released her crotch and covered mine, pressing it harder against her breast and pushing her bottom back against me. As if we were talking, we both started moving, short arousing movements slowly growing into long, deeply erotic strokes. Mom was wet, really wet. I could hear the noise, a soft squelching as I stroked in and out of her and the noise intensified my arousal.I made love to Mom, slow delightful love. No. They were kissing and Dot was completely naked. Roger told me to stop. I knelt there on the floor and I saw that Dot was lying in the guest bed. Roger climbed on and Dot took him in her arms as he climbed in between her legs and put his huge cock in her waiting pussy. I knelt there watching them fuck for about 5 minutes when Steve stepped in front of me and told me to get him hard as he was going to fuck her as well. While I was sucking Steve they must have fucked for another 10 minutes.